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My vision momentarily darkened as a hazy sensual picture formed in my mind. My hands in Boxer’s hair, his tongue relentlessly teasing me until I came.
He leaned over me to the bedside drawer. He yanked it open and extracted a condom. He was in too much of a hurry to bother shutting the drawer.
Boxer tossed the foil packet onto the bed next to me and then moved so he could strip out of his briefs. He took himself in hand and tugged on his engorged shaft a few times before letting it go.
My mouth watered at the sight of him. He was close enough to me that I reached out to gently cup his testicles. The heavy weight of them rested in my hand, and I gave them a little squeeze.
Words stuck in my throat. Every filthy dirty word about what I wanted to do to him came to my mind, but I was too shy to say them.
“I can’t wait to feel your hot wet tongue on my dick,” he growled.
“I can’t wait for that either,” I said, breathless.
He gently batted my hand away and grabbed the condom. Boxer ripped the foil with his teeth and then rolled it on.
I slinked my thong down my legs and tossed it aside. And in a fit of pure boldness, I spread my legs, wanting him to see all of me.
“The things I’m gonna do to your body,” he groaned. He grasped himself and then came toward me. The head of his member teased my swollen flesh, and then his crown slid into me.
He paused for just a moment and then thrust slowly but firmly to the hilt.
I gasped at the welcome invasion.
His hands were everywhere, stroking, playing. He lifted one of my legs and bent it back, so my knee nearly touched my chest and then somehow, he sank even deeper.
And then he began to move.
Every cell in my body came alive like they’d all been charged with electricity and were now spinning, buzzing free with frenetic energy.
My skin tingled and sweat coated my skin. Boxer let go of my leg, and I wrapped them both around him. I placed my hands on the curves of his backside, urging him faster, silently demanding more.
He fit me like no other. Every movement pushed me closer until I was finally shoved over the cliff of pleasure. I clenched and bucked; a scream trapped in my throat.
Boxer thrusted a few more times before clasping me to him, moaning out his release.
I clung to him, long after the ripples of pleasure ceased. My eyes were closed, and I let myself drown in the scent of us as serenity enveloped my soul.
He lifted himself off me and pulled out, but I still didn’t open my eyes. I wanted to hold onto the moment and remember the feeling.
“Linden?”
I heard the concern in his voice and finally opened my eyes and smiled at him.
He stood next to the bed. Boxer had removed the condom and now loomed over me, looking like a naked, inked angel.
God, he was beautiful. Sleek rippling muscles, unconcerned about nudity, and confidence in every part of him.
I sat up. “I need to use the bathroom.”
He padded to the dresser and opened the middle drawer. He took out a white T-shirt and brought it to me.
“Thanks,” I said as I threw it over my head. I looked around, attempting to find my thong. It was hanging on the lampshade on the bedside table. Laughing, I reached for it and then quickly slid it on.
I went to the door of the bedroom and opened it slightly, peering out into the hallway. I listened for a moment and heard nothing—no sounds of couples in the heat of passion or the heavy thud of footsteps coming up the stairs.
I slipped into the hallway, closing the door behind me, and then I went to find the bathroom. It was a half bath, and it was far cleaner than I expected the bathroom in a clubhouse of bikers to be.
As I washed my hands, I looked in the mirror. My red lipstick was smeared across my mouth and my hair looked like a wildcat had raked its claws through it.
